The hospital corridor was quiet, with only a few people occasionally walking by, talking in low voices... One of the lights in the corridor seemed to have poor contact, and it flickered, which was not too scary, but it made people drowsy.

Weizhi squatted outside the emergency room waiting, his head nodding. He didn't know how long it had been, but the door behind him opened and the nurse said greedily: "Family members can come in."

The little girl rubbed her eyes and stood up. She stood outside the door and poked her head out. She saw the man sitting on the bed inside. He was holding up his hand, which had been bandaged again, and hooking his fingertips as if he was studying whether he was disabled or not.

The bandage no longer bleeds, and it is now snow-white with a little bit of yellow from the medicine powder, a very safe color.

The people standing outside the door breathed a sigh of relief.

It took a while before she finally got in. While the doctor was packing up his tools, the man heard her furtive steps and turned around, and when he turned around, he met her frightened eyes.

She paused, like a cat caught stealing fish on tiptoe, and straightened up, grunting, "Is it okay? Does it still hurt?"

The hospital was heated enough, and he took off his snow suit, leaving only a black short-sleeved T-shirt underneath, which he wore over his quick-drying jacket. The T-shirt was not stained at all, and it was particularly eye-catching against his pale skin due to blood loss.

“It never hurt.”

He glanced over.

After a brief look, her gaze slid from his eyes to his prominent Adam's apple, which moved slightly with his breathing...

It fell further down and landed back on his hands which were casually placed on his legs. His hands were very nice, with distinct finger bones. At this moment, his palms were entangled by bandages and could not bend freely, but his fingers were gracefully bent and placed there.

What's up with the good-looking man?

When you see his hands, the GHS consciousness in your body will be awakened, and your brain may be a little over-active, so your legs will become weak.

Tonight, she could probably draw ten more pictures about the second male guard Ah Mo in "18 Postures of Cultivation in Another World"...

She forced herself to look away.

At this time, the doctor began to remind me: "Don't eat seafood, spicy food, or any other irritating food these days. Do not drink alcohol. I see you came to Xinjiang to ski, so don't ski these days. It's best to take a rest--"

Wei Zhi turned his head and listened very seriously - although in fact there was nothing to be serious about. From childhood to adulthood, when I was sick, I saw a doctor, got medicine, had surgery, and that was it...

But she still listened carefully.

Until she heard the man say: "Why do you want to take a break? I don't need to slide my hands."

Doctor:"?"

Weizhi: “…”

Under the doctor's confused gaze, the little girl who had been standing by the bed and looking up at the doctor like a primary school student turned her head slowly. Her almond-shaped eyes widened and looked at him, with a ridiculous expression in her eyes: Why are you talking back to the doctor? Do you have another disease that hasn't been cured, such as a brain disease?

This personal attack was silent, three-dimensional, and sincere.

Under the silent attack of both the young apprentice and the doctor, the man leaned back and rarely looked a little childish: "I just said it casually."

Weizhi blinked.

The doctor looked back and forth between the young man and woman. It was nothing new. As the hospital closest to the ski resort, extreme sports people were often carried in or walked in during the snow season...

Based on experience, these people tend to be more obedient when they are new, but as they become more experienced, they gradually come up with more ways to commit suicide.

I've seen people who broke their hands, were discharged from the hospital the next day with a bandage and plaster cast, and came back to report on the third day. If I were to argue with them about these things, I would be pissed off sooner or later.

He was too lazy to waste time talking to him, so he turned to the only person present who seemed to have ears besides himself and said, "You have to take good care of your family."

she?

Can she control it?

Ultraman can’t stop the little monsters from coming to Earth, right?

Wei Zhi moved his lips, symbolically resisting, and whispered: "I'm not a family member..."

The doctor put away the things. He had nothing to do anyway. Seeing the little girl standing there with her face flushed to the tips of her ears, he smiled with narrowed eyes: "So what are you, a righteous passerby?"

A righteous passerby would not jog to pay the fee. The person inside would squat outside the door and watch while the needle was being sewn...

Everyone who has not been young can tell what is going on at a glance.

Wei Zhi was choked and turned to look at Shan Chong, who was sitting there lazily and obviously didn't want to pay attention to her. Who asked her to refute the doctor?

Seeing that he didn't respond and just lay there pretending to be blind, she reached out and pulled his clothes, meaning: Speak now.

Shan Chong sat on the bed with one leg curled up, seeing her embarrassment, he raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Didn't you call daddy happily just now?"

Wei Zhi was shocked: "Are you happy to be a father?"

"Happy, why not?" Shan Chong stretched one leg, his brows relaxed, and turned to look at the doctor, "Doctor, do you think my daughter is capable? Others can only make soy sauce, but mine can help dad run errands and pay the hospital bills."

The doctor laughed briefly, his eyes showing: You young people are quite flamboyant.

Wei Zhi took one look at the doctor and didn't have the courage to look at him again. She was so embarrassed that she kicked the man's foot hanging on the bed and said, "Stop talking!"

"Didn't you ask me to say that?"

"Weren't you the one who took advantage of me by calling me 'family' and 'family' first? I should fight back appropriately!"

Shan Chong: “I don’t have any.”

He pursed his lips and glanced at her with a confused look: "The nurse called first."

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Weizhi: “…”

…

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when I came out of the hospital. No matter how late the sunset is in Xinjiang, it was already dark by now.

Shan Chong and Wei Zhi went to the parking lot to get their car and found two stray dogs squatting beside the car.

It was winter and snowing outside. The wild dogs were shivering from the cold. One of them was squatting behind the car smoking, while the other one was squatting in front of the car. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his head and called out pitifully, "Brother Chong."

If it’s not Lao Yan, then who else could it be?

At this moment, his face was not good, and there were bruises on the corners of his lips. I think it was the traces left by the earth-shaking action when he went to Jiang Nanfeng to "apologize" just now...

Looks quite pitiful.

But he deserved it.

Following the man, Weizhi raised her hand to brush off the snow on her shoulders and snorted loudly to express her dissatisfaction. Why do people always say that male creatures will never grow up if they don't become fathers? In her opinion, Lao Yan was the typical impulsive person who was looking for trouble.

She took out the key, unlocked the car door, and climbed into the driver's seat first with a sullen face.

Lian Shan Chong ignored him.

The man watched her climb onto the driver's seat with her hands and feet, and slam the car door angrily, making a loud bang. He didn't get angry, but instead sneered briefly, then turned his gaze to the other apprentice squatting in front of the car.

At this moment, the smile in those dark pupils gradually faded until it disappeared. He did not get angry or blame her in front of her, but the silence made people even more frightened.

He just stared at Lao Yan, who had a guilty look on his face, without blinking. In public, Lao Yan was a big shot who was greeted wherever he went, but in front of his master, he completely restrained his arrogance.

It's not necessary to learn park from him.

Like many of Shan Chong's other disciples, they gathered around him just because they admired this man.

He was there when snowboarding became less popular than street skateboarding.

Today, with the Winter Olympics approaching, major ski resorts in winter and major cities in summer are crowded with Sunac refrigerators, and snowboarding has become the hottest sport that most people are willing to try... He just retired and went down to the grassroots.

He never used his status as a retired professional athlete to make a fuss. His profile on the short video platform was also very clean. He only wrote a few logos of big brand sponsors out of courtesy and occasionally uploaded a few videos...

Many people came to him for various reasons and asked him to teach them, but he refused them all.

Nowadays, snowboarding is very popular. There are many weird people in the snow circle who ski crookedly, bend over and stick out their butts, and charge people for lessons, and they specifically deceive novices. Why? Of course, it’s because it’s easiest to cheat novices’ money——

But he spent all day scrimping and searching, seemingly penniless, but he was never willing to take the novice class and earn the easiest money.

Some people criticized him for being arrogant, while others said he was aloof and could not let go of the arrogance he had as a national team athlete.

No matter how outsiders evaluated Shan Chong as an athlete in the past, after getting to know him closely, as his disciples and friends, they truly had awe and friendship for Shan Chong.

Lao Yan injured him in an impulsive manner, and almost everyone around him knew about it. The private messages of backstabbing were almost flooded, but no one said much or blamed him in the group. After all, everyone was an adult...

And there is no need for anyone to tell him, Lao Yan feels very guilty about it.

After he was released from the police station after giving his statement, he rushed to the hospital gate and waited there. He almost froze to death in the snow and ice, but he didn't complain at all because Shan Chong finally showed up.

"Brother Chong," Lao Yan said, his voice tired and hoarse, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I was wrong just now."

You were wrong. I had just left, and you went and had a fight with Dai Duo?

Shan Chong's hand, which was bandaged and stitched, hung at his side. He looked down at him and was thinking seriously about where to start talking about this matter. At this time, the driver's door was opened again.

The little girl poked her head out angrily and said, "I'm hungry! Are you guys going to get in the car or not? If not, I'm leaving. You guys just stand here and chat!"

Whoever holds the car key becomes the owner of the car and has the power of life and death.

Shan Chong looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wei Zhi leaning half of his body over the edge of the car door. He was a small white ball with his chin just resting on the edge of the door frame, staring at them animatedly.

He swallowed back what he wanted to say, his eyes calm, "Don't yell, you're hurting me."

Weizhi: “…”

He turned his gaze back to Lao Yan: "Have you eaten?"

Just these four words: ordinary.

Lao Yan's Adam's apple rolled violently.

The atmosphere changed immediately.

Wei Zhi looked at Lao Yan's distraught back and smelled something unusual in the air... She jumped out of the car again, walked back to the front of the car, stood next to Shan Chong to make sure she had a strong backer, then hid half of her body behind him and stretched her head to look at Lao Yan: "You're not going to cry, are you?"

Lao Yan said nothing.

Wei Zhi stretched his neck and was about to call his senior brother who had already got on the car not far away to come and analyze the research together, at this time, the hood of his sweatshirt was pulled down from behind.

The man's dark eyes flashed with an indifference that was hard to detect. He said helplessly, "Wei Zhi."

He called her by her full name, with a hint of warning in his tone.

It means telling her not to bully her senior brother.

Weizhi grabbed his hat, pried open his fingers with his other hand and struggled to get out of his hand, then turned around——

She let go of his hat but didn't let go of his hand immediately. She just used her soft fingertips to pinch the man's knuckles, which were a little cold after staying outdoors for too long...

She has been wanting to do this since just now.

In the emergency room, I saw his fingertips slightly bent and gently resting on his legs.

"I'm really hungry. Is there anything we can't talk about in the car?" Weizhi pinched his fingers, thinking it was very natural and addictive and unwilling to let go, saying, "Are you not hungry? Do you know how much blood you just lost? Your hands are cold now. Even a corpse is not as cold as you... Feel it yourself and see."

As she chattered on, the weird atmosphere between the men, which was wet, misty, and filled with the breath of tears, disappeared in an instant.

Shan Chong's brows relaxed a little, and he pulled his hand away from her soft, warm, white claws without any reluctance.

The cold wind blew, making his knuckles, which had just been warmed by her rubbing, feel even colder than before... The man ignored her and just looked at Lao Yan and said, "If you have anything to say, let's talk in the car."

…

The four of them got in the car and finally found a barbecue restaurant that was open in the middle of the night.

After walking in and sitting down, Wei Zhi ordered grilled fish and a bunch of grilled meat skewers, three naan and a bowl of fried rice. Shan Chong was originally chatting with Backstab, but when he turned around and saw her ticking the menu, he was silent for a moment and asked, "Have you been hungry since your last life?"

Wei Zhi ignored him and handed the menu to Backstab.

Backstab ordered some beer and handed it to Laoyan, who obviously had no appetite and waved his hand to hand the menu directly to the store owner.

The lights in the store were bright, and the atmosphere between the men was less stuffy than on a dark, snowy night. Lao Yan sat there in silence, rubbing his frozen hands slightly. Shan Chong glanced at him, opened the beer bottle cap at the table with one hand, poured a glass and pushed it to him.

"Have you apologized to Jiang Nanfeng?" he asked.

Lao Yan raised his head and moved his lips: "It's too late."

Shan Chong poured the second cup and pushed it to Backstab. "Oh," he said, "So I asked Backstab to take you to knock on their door and apologize to Jiang Nanfeng, but you did go, but the purpose of knocking on the door was to fight with Dai Duo?"

Beisai couldn't help laughing when he heard what should have been a very serious topic... He laughed enough and took out his cell phone to show Weizhi. The police took Lao Yan and Dai Duo into the police car. He took a picture beside them and shared it with her now.

Wei Zhi took a look and saw that Lao Yan had a wound on his mouth, but Dai Duo still had a pretty face. He couldn't help but sigh that he couldn't even beat a guy who looked like a woman in a fight. What was the use of this guy?

She took out her cell phone and called Jiang Nanfeng without consulting Lao Yan. After two rings, the other side picked up the phone and said, "Half an hour is a long time. It's ten o'clock. If I wait patiently for you to come back and feed me, I might starve to death."

Wei Zhi: "I bring you spiritual food."

Jiang Nanfeng: "What for?"

Weizhi handed the phone to Lao Yan, with an expression on his face that said, "If you don't apologize now, the bottle will hit you on the head in the next second." The latter looked at Shan Chong, but unfortunately the man just sat there, looking like he didn't want to care.

...The youngest is the youngest. As long as he doesn’t get to the top, the master will turn a blind eye to whatever he does.

With his Adam's apple rolling, the boy raised his glass and drank the wine in front of him. He put the glass down and spoke again. His voice was hoarse as never before. He called out "Jiang Nanfeng". Wei Zhi realized the power of the scumbag——

This one calls her by her full name, which is different from the sweet "sister" in her usual role. This one is overly sweet, decadent and guilty, with a hint of moisture. Even the dubbing in "Blue Life and Death" might have to admit defeat.

Lao Yan frowned slightly, his handsome face, which was still childish and a little immature, showed the troubled emotions that only young people have. He held Wei Zhi's phone and said to the person on the other end: "I'm sorry about what happened today. I shouldn't have caused trouble in front of so many people and involved you——"

…

"I never thought of you as that kind of person."

…

“There’s something wrong with my thinking.”

…

"I called you in the afternoon to apologize for missing the class and admit that I was angry about the WeChat friend, but it was Dai Duo who answered the phone. I asked where you were and he said something like, 'In bed.'"

…

"He's talking nonsense."

…

"I was too anxious, stupid, that's why I acted like that."

…

"sorry."

When the other end of the phone was as quiet as a chicken, Lao Yan had already said everything he needed to say in his extremely hoarse voice, including the whole story and apology.

Have you ever seen a cute-looking boy acting coquettishly?

He spoke with a strong nasal tone and a pitiful hoarse voice. But he still apologized sincerely without saying a word to clear himself.

Weizhi saw it, and sitting across the table, she slowly widened her already round eyes——

I have to say that Lao Yan's face is very deceptive. Now he looks like an abandoned puppy whimpering in a broken cardboard box in a storm, wet and pitiful.

………………………………………………………………Fuck, I will never again scold straight men for not having the radar to detect bitches, because it turns out she doesn’t have it either.

Even though she knew clearly that he was a bitch, she had no way to expose him.

While Wei Zhi was shocked, Jiang Nanfeng on the phone was the first to react from his silence. He was a little slow and asked in a tone that was hard to tell what the emotion was, "Do you have a cold?"

"It's okay," Lao Yan said, "When I was waiting for Brother Chong outside the hospital tonight, it was a bit cold outside, so I might have caught a cold."

"Oh, you should apologize to him."

"Yes," Lao Yan said obediently, "there is an apology."

"Have you taken the medicine?"

"not yet."

"Go home and soak some Isatis root."

"good."

Weizhi: “…”

Weizhi was impressed by the fashionable pace of the chat. For the first time in his life, he felt sorry for his phone bill, thinking it was not worth it.

Before she could interrupt their nagging, Jiang Nanfeng changed his tone and continued to ask, "Is Dai Duo very popular? Would you be criticized if you were rumored to have an affair with him?"

"There are many women who like him without knowing how to see, but most of them stop liking him after meeting him," Lao Yan said. "I was really crazy to associate you with such a disgusting person."

Jiang Nanfeng: "Oh, that's okay... Dai Duo isn't bad looking, and I don't mind if he's rumored to be having an affair with me, as long as I'm not attacked by his fans."

Lao Yan: "He has no fans, but I do."

Lao Yan paused and asked: "Sister, will you still take my class?"

Jiang Nanfeng: "I'll think about it."

Jiang Nanfeng hung up the phone on his own initiative. Lao Yan returned the phone to Wei Zhi and said "thank you" to her politely.

Everything seems so peaceful and loving, filled with the harmonious atmosphere of kindness and love in the world.

Wei Zhi saw this kind of scene for the first time and was a little panicked. He looked at Beisai and wanted to ask him if Lao Yan was like this usually. Do the hundreds of thousands of fans of Lao Yan on a certain short video platform know that the big guys who shout "cool" and "awesome" every day have the ability to lift people's heads when they speak with a nasal voice?

She moved her lips weakly, and at this moment she saw out of the corner of her eye that Shan Chong took a new wine glass and filled it with wine.

Turning her head, she looked at Shan Chong.

After Shan Chong poured a glass of wine, he looked up and saw the little girl's eyes shifting back and forth between him and the glass of beer in front of her like X-rays.

After two seconds of silence, he pushed the full glass of wine to Lao Yan as if nothing had happened.

Then he called the boss and asked for a can of Coke.

Coke and grilled fish were served together. Shan Chong opened the ring of the Coke can with one hand and poured it into an empty cup with a "pop". His voice rang out from the bursting bubble of the drink: "You have a lot of things to take care of tonight."

It doesn't sound like a criticism.

Shan Chong's speaking rules are easy to understand: if he is not criticizing, then he is in agreement.

Weizhi picked up a piece of fish belly meat and put it in his bowl, asked the boss for a spoon, and personally put it into his left hand and held it.

As the man slowly and gracefully used a spoon to put the white, tender, boneless fish into his mouth, he heard her mutter beside him, "Your business is not a private matter."

Shan Chong put down the spoon and looked at her.

Wei Zhi rubbed the tip of his ear, pinched it, and let go.

She picked up the teacup and pretended to drink tea. She glanced at him from above the edge of the teacup and tapped the edge of the teacup with her teeth: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Shan Chong said casually, "My family has really worked hard tonight."

With a "gulp", Wei Zhi spat the tea he had just drunk back into the cup.

When he inexplicably asked her, "What family did your mother come to Xinjiang?", she silently put down the cup and pushed it away.

Even if she had ten times the courage, she still couldn't say "you're welcome".

…

After eating, we returned to the hotel. It was around 11 o'clock in the evening. Because the room they stayed in before had been messed up by Lao Yan and Dai Duo, the hotel changed the room for them.

Jiang Nanfeng was taking a bath in the bathtub. Wei Zhi finally sat down and breathed a sigh of relief. He just turned on the computer and started to update. He drew a joke about "Amo got up early in the morning, practicing swordplay in the bamboo forest with his upper body naked. The scar on his back was extremely sexy under the sweat. The heroine happened to pass by and watched"——

Just as I was passionately drawing Ah Mo's slender and beautiful hand with distinct joints holding the Youlong Sword, the doorbell rang.

Weizhi, who was holding the pressure-sensitive pen and was interrupted from creating, sighed, threw the pen away and stood up. She said "I'm coming" and went to open the door in her slippers.

Standing outside the door, she was holding the pair of snow boots that she had left behind on the co-driver's car in Shan Chong's car.

"Your shoes, you're here to perform Cinderella, and you need a hound to bring them back for you?" Backstab said, "One question, you got drunk that day and threw your shoes on Chongge's car, and you came back barefoot?"

“………………………………………………Ah?” Weizhi thought for a moment and said seriously, “Yes.”

There was no doubt about the backstabbing, after all, drunk people can do anything.

He would have believed her if she had been rolling around in the snow.

After stuffing the boots into the girl's arms, he looked around again: "One more thing, Chong said you brought back his gloves... Where?"

Wei Zhi thought about it blankly, then turned around to look at Cha Ji, and then he found that there were indeed two sets of gloves stuffed in his helmet...

Indeed, something happened suddenly this afternoon. Shan Chong's gloves and her own were casually thrown into her safety helmet. She forgot about it when she got out of the car to get them.

She was about to go to the tea room to get gloves when Jiang Nanfeng shouted in the bathroom: "Jiji, hand me my facial cleanser and makeup remover! My legs hurt and I can't stand up, I can't get them!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhi gave him an apologetic smile and said, "You heard it too, get it yourself," before opening the bathroom door and slipping in.

The backstab went in by itself.

I found Shan Chong's gloves on the helmet on the coffee table. I glanced at Wei Zhi's computer and saw it was turned on. There was a drawing software on the computer screen. There was a drawing board in front of the computer, and he was drawing a half-finished picture of a man holding a sword.

The sword is exquisite.

The hands are very beautiful.

"Junior sister," Beistab leaned forward and squinted his eyes as he approached the unfinished work on the computer, and asked nonchalantly, "What are you drawing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the little girl who had just slipped into the bathroom, and now she slipped out, sprinted towards him with her hand like a knife, and pulled down the cover of the computer screen.

And turn the board upside down.

Backstab: “…”

Backstab: "? Why? I'm just asking what you're drawing. It's not a comic about pink software. Why are you so nervous?"

The real *pink comic software leader*pink comic pyramid top*otaku wife: "..."

Wei Zhi: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Backstab said, "You also know about pink comic software?"

Weizhi: “…”

Damn.

Wei Zhi: "Jiang Nanfeng is a VVVIP, he watches it every day, and occasionally shares it with me, so I know."

I'm sorry, Jiang Nanfeng.

Backstab didn't suspect anything. He touched his chin, said "Oh", and said, "So what were you drawing just now?"

"..." Wei Zhi remained calm, "Martial arts hero."

Backstab: "Does anyone still watch martial arts movies now?"

There are thousands of readers, and the otaku lady who urges the protagonist to undress every day: "..."

"No one reads," she said seriously, "I just draw for fun. My real job is to be a second-generation rich kid who lives off his parents."

Backstab: “…”

Backstab: "Let me ask you a question. Do you like our master?"

Weizhi: “?”

Weizhi almost screamed as he picked up the computer and put it on the backstabber's head.

Fortunately, the backstab was quickly followed up with the following sentence: "If you don't like it, how about you look at me? When I was born, I was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, hundreds of birds were singing in the sky, and the clouds were bright. The fortune teller said that I was born rich. The only flaw is that I have a bad stomach. I may need to eat soft rice in the future-"

Weizhi: “…”

Wei Zhi: "My mother likes doctors. Are you going to get a medical license?"

Backstab: "This soft rice has some strength factor, which is a bit annoying."

Wei Zhi looked towards the door and said, "Good night, Senior Brother. Bye."

…

When Shan Chong returned to the hotel room, he was about to take a shower.

The man sat on the bed with his legs bent naturally, wrapping his hands with layers of plastic wrap. He heard the door open and close, and he didn't even raise his head: "It takes so long to deliver a pair of shoes."

Backstab came in with his ski gloves and threw them into his helmet on the table. He lowered his head to sift through the mineral water while mumbling, "No, we just chatted for a while."

Shan Chong chuckled: "Do you guys still have something to talk about?"

"Yeah," Backstab nodded vaguely, "When I went upstairs, the girl was working - I took a look and saw that she was a painter, but the subjects she painted were very unpopular, and it seemed that she didn't make much money. She told me seriously that her main occupation was being a rich second-generation."

Backstab smacked his lips and continued, "Then I have to ask her if she likes the master. If she doesn't like the master, then let's see if I can take her place—"

Backstab said cheerfully.

Without noticing, the man sitting on the bed stopped wrapping the plastic wrap and turned around, his handsome and cold face looking at her emotionlessly.

"She said she didn't like it," Backstab said according to his previous understanding, "but she didn't let me take the position either. She told me to leave, sobbing, so angry."

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——Improper update diary——

I think I am crazy to write a park boss. Why on earth should I write a park boss? The list is full of people who do carving and flat flower. I asked that it is possible but it is dangerous. I value my life so I will not jump into the park.

Write something about the park and pray to the gods and Buddhas

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